Eternal Night

Chapter 864 Prodigy Ventures into Reality

(PS: I'm taking the kids out for dinner tonight, so the evening update will be moved to noon. The second update will be at 9 PM.)
"...This is so troublesome, why did they bring up the New Testament too?"

In the 0.6 level dream world, in a beautiful dream world with clear waters and lush mountains, five men and women are standing, sitting, or floating, at least a hundred meters apart from each other.

Suddenly, one of the men dressed in white frowned.

The five of them looked up and saw the sky open up, revealing nothingness. Then a cluster of starlight and a man with two pairs of huge white wings fell from the sky.

The starlight transformed into a young man dressed in a linen robe. After the giant-winged man landed on the ground, his wings disappeared, leaving only a gentle smile on his face.

The young man in the linen robe said, "He is a next-generation angel, very stable, not a primordial New Testament angel."

Upon hearing this, the five people's expressions softened slightly, and the angel smiled and said, "It seems that you all have a lot of opinions about my angel race."

Three of the five men's expressions changed, and they lowered their heads slightly, while the remaining two looked directly at the angel with pride.

The young man who spoke first said, "So what if I am? Don't you have any self-awareness about what kind of situation you're a New Testament angel?"

The angel's expression remained gentle, but an inexplicable eerie aura began to emanate from her. The young man who spoke was not afraid; he let out a cold snort, and from behind him, a huge, towering black shadow seemed to appear.

At this moment, the young man in the linen robe struck the ground with his wooden staff, forcing both sides to restrain their auras, and everyone looked at him.

The young man in the linen robe said, “We are all the prodigies of our respective civilizations and races. Our civilizations and races have been hidden or dormant for so many years, and the true nature of each race is lacking. It is only because our status as prodigies gives us some freedom that we can choose our own targets. However, we cannot afford to make any mistakes. After all, I think you all are like me, with other prodigies in your respective civilizations and races eyeing you covetously, right?”

The other six remained silent, clearly acknowledging the young man in the linen robe's statement.

A prodigy is the pride of a civilization and a race, a prodigy, a future powerhouse. This is a symbol of glory, status, and resources, but it is also a source of pressure and an unavoidable identity.

They must rush forward with all their might, not a single step slower. Before becoming strong, everything is just potential, and once they fall, they may very well die without a burial place.

The young man in the linen robe paused on his wooden cane and said, “I feel the same way. Although this failure will not be enough to crush me, my reputation within the clan will plummet, which will be detrimental to my future advancement. Therefore, we can only succeed and cannot fail. The reason why the New Testament Angels are joining the team is because of their special nature, which will prevent us from being exposed and provide us with more protection. So... does anyone have any other opinions?”

The five remained silent. After a few seconds, the young man in the linen robe nodded in satisfaction and said, "Alright, let's first consolidate the intelligence we each have on the target. You all should know that we are all in the same boat. We've become friends through this fight, so let's be frank with each other."

Upon hearing this, they all nodded.

Of the seven, only two were women, and the one with the fuller figure said, "My civilization has sent people out to investigate, especially to investigate the derivative layer at level 0.6. This is also a human-type civilization, and they claim to be all human."

The young man who had just been arguing with the angel chuckled and said, "Isn't that obvious? In the last hundred epochs, have there been any non-human civilizations? Oh, there really have been, the Emacs civilization, the magical girl civilization... Don't remind me of that disgusting thing!!"

The voluptuous woman glared angrily, while another, more youthful woman spoke up, "This civilization has been affected by pollution for no more than five hundred years, and its civilization is still at the Absolute Reality level. However, strangely enough, after some deduction by the clan's elders, they discovered that traces of their exploration have already appeared in the upper dream world. Therefore, the clan's elders believe that this civilization's unique extraordinary path should be spatial attribute, or at least a unique extraordinary path involving crossing dream worlds."

The young man in the linen robe paused approvingly, then looked at the others.

The others seemed quite satisfied as well. The young man who had just rebuked the two men thoughtfully remarked, "Impressive. This kind of talent has only been seen in the Containment Civilization before, but they didn't rely on themselves to break through the Dream World; they relied on the contained objects. With this ability, backed by the Absolute Truth Layer, they have an innate advantage. Think about how overpowered that Containment Civilization was back then; at their most arrogant, they even proposed to contain the source of pollution and the Heavenly Court..."

Everyone shook their heads slightly; the matter had now become a laughing stock.

A tall, thin man in the group said, "It's a pity. They've only been in this era for a few hundred years when they encountered the extremely rare Dream World Tremor. The ancestors of our clan said that when our civilization was in the True Era, it took a long 300,000 years for it to start to fall. Moreover, our civilization was extremely lucky. Neither the Heavenly Court nor any other ancient civilizations awakened, nor did they encounter the strange phenomenon of the Dream World Tremor. So now our civilization still has a few people who can reproduce, and can barely awaken when necessary. They... are truly unfortunate."

Everyone sighed, but the young man in the linen robe coldly said, "Everyone is helpless, everyone struggles. Who among us isn't like this? What civilization isn't like this? This world has none, nor does it need, sympathy! Besides, if it weren't for this, how could we possibly get a share of the pie?"

At this moment, a burly man who appeared to be the oldest and most composed in the group said in a deep voice, "But this civilization has produced an unparalleled genius. Even though our race has only recently emerged, we have learned of his great achievements through various channels, including but not limited to slaying a critically wounded and dying Root with a mortal body... But that was still a Root! Including but not limited to being chased like a dog by the Transcendent Great World, the Mountain and Sea Realm, but ultimately escaping with his life. Now the Mountain and Sea Realm is even broadcasting throughout the entire Dream World to find him... But that was still a Transcendent Great World!"

The weight of this news weighed heavily on everyone's hearts.

It is an ironclad rule that mortals can never fight against the Root. However, there are many extraordinary paths in the Dream World, and there are some ways for mortals to obtain the perfect characteristics of an ascended body in a short period of time, so as to resist the Root's infinite cycle of passivity. But... in a "short period of time", the combination of "resistance" and "passivity" makes it impossible for any mortal to kill the Root!

Even if it was a severely injured and dying source, even if all sorts of special circumstances were combined, the fact that the monster of this new era's true civilization could kill a severely injured and dying source is a terrifying and remarkable achievement.

As for being hunted down and escaping by a transcendent world, that's just as unbelievable as a mortal fighting against the source, or even more unbelievable, since there's no such thing as being seriously injured and dying in a transcendent world.

In short, after this situation came out, all the geniuses present fell silent.

After a long pause, the young man in the linen robe said, "This must be a child of civilization, a child of an era, a future ancestor of this civilization. That's why we need to disguise ourselves and infiltrate. We are all human, each a prodigy, capable of perfectly concealing our extraordinary abilities. In addition, we have the special powers of the New Testament angels. And that's not all. Please take a look." The young man in the linen robe pulled out a pile of fragments from his robes. There were exactly seven fragments, which, when combined, resembled a part of a sphere.

The six people around were stunned. They looked closely at the fragments, but couldn't figure it out after a long time. Only the arrogant young man who liked to argue seemed to remember something. After thinking hard, he tentatively asked, "Containing civilization... Abyss fishing?"

"Yes."

The young man in the linen robe revealed a smug expression, finally not one of hidden pride: "That's right, the Containment Civilization... the civilization that told many jokes but was actually quite remarkable and accomplished some great things. This is one of the results of their great events, the Abyss Fishing Project!"

Upon hearing about the deep-sea fishing plan, everyone else present showed expressions of realization and astonishment.

The voluptuous woman immediately said, "But that containing civilization used more than a dozen containment objects to tear open a rift from the middle layer of the dream world to the bottom layer of the dream world. Some even suspect it leads directly to the source of the pollution. In the end, while bringing about immense terror, it also brought about experiments with some incredible things?"

"Yes."

The young man in the linen robe said with a smug look on his face, "This is a fragment of one of the incredible artifacts. The artifact was originally called the Deception Orb. Its original function is unknown, but after it is broken into fragments, its function is that the wearer can 'play' another race. As long as this role-playing does not have any logical flaws, then it can conceptually cover up our civilization and race. So do you know why there are seven people including me? Because I only have seven fragments of the Deception Orb."

Everyone was overjoyed.

Next, after swearing oaths by the ancestors and civilizations of their respective races, and simultaneously pledging their extraordinary abilities to the very source of several oaths and alliances, each prodigy received a fragment of the Deception Orb, and then…

They set off.

Based on the information provided by their respective clans, they were said to be members of the ancient civilization of Olympus. Following the coordinates, they headed towards the higher levels of the Dream World.

They are not sublimated beings, so they are less restricted by the dream world, and they also have stored reality, enough for them to climb to higher levels.

Moreover, they are prodigies. Every race has the concept of prodigies, and the prodigies that circulate in the dream world mean that a mortal body can survive the attack of an ascended being!

Therefore, they are fearless, as long as they don't encounter that monster!

"Its appearance is two meters tall, with a cold face, and its weapon is a knife. It seems to have multiple extraordinary qualities, no wonder it is so powerful."

In the 0.8 level dream world, the group's ascent speed gradually slowed down. Carefulness and caution were virtues of geniuses. At the same time, they began to explore the dream worlds along the way, searching for possible traces of the true civilization of the era.

Finally, they discovered individuals from the true civilization of this era in a dream world!

The dozen or so individuals from the real civilizations of this era each had different paths to transcendence, and this performance confirmed to the seven prodigies that their race's transcendence must have been through the dream world.

At this very moment, these dozen or so individuals from a genuine civilization of this era are being hunted down by a gigantic extraterrestrial demon. Above the gigantic extraterrestrial demon's head, in the sky, is a black circle.

"Extraterrestrial demons? Instead of hunting down the True Martial Civilization, they want to come to the Real Civilization and get a share of the pie?" the youthful woman asked curiously.

The others all nodded.

The young man in the linen robe immediately said, "Let's go, drive away this extraterrestrial demon. That black hole is their mothership. Drive it back to the mothership, and we'll take the opportunity to escape with these dozen or so people! Don't worry, with the Deception Pearl, they'll think we're from the same civilization, just that they've never seen us before."

Upon hearing this, the other six immediately stepped forward, but at that moment, all seven felt a black and white flash before their eyes. Then, the extraterrestrial demons in the sky disappeared, and what horrified them most was that the black hole-shaped mothership also disappeared.

A smiling young man appeared out of nowhere above them.

The seven people dared not move at all.

They didn't know what had happened, when the young man above them had arrived, or why the extraterrestrial demon's mothership had also disappeared... The extraterrestrial demon's mothership had defenses almost equivalent to an ascended form.

Thoughtful...

The smiling young man looked down at the seven people.

"...I don't know why, but I feel like I'm familiar with all seven of you," the young man said with a smile.

The seven men were drenched in cold sweat and dared not move.

(End of this chapter)